As Billy got to his feet there was another arrhythmic episode this the longest one yet. He closed his eyes and grasped at his chest, What remained of his chest. Ginelli grabbed him. 'William, are you okay?'
He looked in the mirror and saw Ginelli holding a grotesque sideshow freak in flapping clothes. The arrhythmia passed and was replaced by an even more familiar sensation - that milky, curdled rage that was directed at the old man ... and at Heidi.
'I'm okay,' he said. 'Where are we going,?
'Bangor,' Ginelli said.
Chapter Twenty-three. The Transcript
They took the Nova. Both things Ginelli had told him about it were true - it smelled quite strongly of cow manure, and it ate the road between Northeast Harbor and Bangor in great swallows. Genelli stopped around four to pick up a huge basket of steamer clams. They parked at a roadside rest area and divided them, along with a six-pack of beer. The two or three family groups at the picnic tables got a look at Billy Halleck and moved as far away as possible.
While they ate, Ginelli finished his story. It didn't take long.
'I was back in the John Tree room by eleven o'clock last night,' he said. 'I could have gotten there quicker, maybe, but I did a few loops and figure-eights and turn-backs just to make sure no one was behind me.
'Once I was in the room, I called New York and sent a fellow out to the telephone I gave the girl the number for. I told him to take a tape deck and a steno plug with him - the kind of gadget reporters use to do phone interviews. I didn't want to have to rely on hearsay, William, if you can dig that. I told him to call me back with the tape as soon as she hung up.
'I disinfected the cuts she put in me while I waited for the call-back. I'm not gonna say she had hydrophobia or anything like that, William, but there was so much hate in her, you know.'
'I know,' Billy said, and thought grimly: I really do know. Because I'm gaining. In that one way, I'm gaining.
The call had come at a quarter past twelve. Closing his eyes and pressing the fingers of his left hand against his forehead, Ginelli was able to give Billy an almost exact recitation of how the playback had gone.
Ginelli's Man: Hello.
Gina Lemke: Do you work for the man I saw tonight?
Ginelli's Man: Yes, you could say that.
Gina: Tell him my great-grandfather says
Ginelli's Man: I got a steno plug on this. I mean, you are being taped. I will play it back for the man you mentioned. So
Gina: You can do that?
Ginelli's Man: Yes. So you are talking to him now, in a way of speaking.
Gina: All right. My great-grandfather says he will take it off. I tell him he is crazy, worse, that he is wrong, but he is firm. He says there can be no more hurting and no more fear for his people - he will take it off. But he needs to meet with Halleck. He can't take it off unless he does. At seven o'clock tomorrow evening my great-grandfather will be in Bangor. There is a park between two streets Union and Hammond. He will be there sitting on a bench. He will be alone. So you win, big man - you win, mi hela po klockan. Have your pig friend in Fairmont Park, Bangor, tonight at seven.
Ginelli's Man: That's all?
Gina: Yes, except tell him I hope his c**k turns black and falls off.
Ginelli's Man: You're telling him yourself, sister. But you wouldn't be if you knew who you was telling.
Gina: And f**k you, too.
Ginelli's Man: You should call back here at two, to see if there's an answer.
Gina: I'll call.
'She hung up,' Ginelli said. He dumped the empty clam shells in a litter basket, came back, and added with no pity at all: 'My guy said it sounded like she was crying all through it.'
'Christ Jesus,' Billy muttered.
'Anyway, I had my guy put the steno plug back on the phone and I recorded a message for him to play back to her when she called at two. It went like this. "Hello, Gina.
This is Special Agent Stoner. I have your message. It sounds like a go. My friend William will come to the park at seven o'clock this evening. He will be alone, but I will be watching. Your people will be watching too, I imagine. That's fine. Let us both watch and let neither of us get in the way of what goes on between the two of them. If anything happens to my friend, you will pay a high price.'
'And that was it?'
'Yes. That was it.'
'The old man caved in.'
'I think he caved in. It could still be a trap, you know.' Ginelli looked at him soberly. 'They know I'll be watching. They may have decided to kill you where I can see it, as revenge on me, and then take their chances with what happens next.'
'They're killing me anyway,' Billy said.
Or the girl could take it into her he had to do it on her own. She's mad, William. People don't always do what they're told when they're mad.'
Billy looked at him reflectively. 'No, they don't. But either way, I don't have much choice, do I?'
'No ... I don't think you do. You ready?'
Billy glanced toward the people staring at him and nodded. He'd been ready for a long time.